Brand New Day

I'm done having my whiny hissy fit. I know I was whiny and a big girly man the other day. I don't know what it was. One of my friends from medical school said he believed we had our own hormonal cycles. Maybe I was having one. Maybe all I really needed was a huge tampon inserted into my mouth, so no one could hear me whine. I bet it was annoying. I know my classmate Maria really didn't appreciate it since she had called to discuss clinical vignettes and trick questions. She got an earful of girly man crap.I know blogger could possibly have shattered due to the sheer high note my voice was hitting (at least in my head) as I was typing out the post. And the hormones have abated. My level is back to normal.

It didn't take much. I took Phats advice and hit some tennis balls. I didn't have a partner to hit with on such short notice, so I went to the back of the tennis courts--where they keep their practice wall and just smashed each ball hard enough to go thru the cement. Big relief and lots of sweat (not as much as the stair-stepper dude). I then went to the gym and hopped on the treadmill. I ran about two miles, hopped off and did some weights. I didn't grunt though, grunting is never appropriate unless of course it's in the bedroom.

And there was some Doritos and and a milkshake involved (so much for the workout huh?). Doritos have these new trial flavors like Blazin Buffalo and Ranch, Sweet Chili (something like that) and something with jalepenos (sp?). And some cartoons too-- South Park, Family Guy and Futurama. With that, I was cured.

Back to business now. I've got to learn some treatment modalities for my surgery review.